Chapter 662 It’s Definitely Not a Sponsorship!

Bomber: "..."

I thought you were here to save me, but I didn’t expect you are the real King of Hell!

Just cut his own palm, what kind of ruthless person is that? !

After regaining consciousness, he was completely panicked: "Wait, you can't kill me, I still have..."

"Crack!"

Before he could finish speaking, a big dick breathed on his face.

"Officer Sato, I'll leave this guy to you!"

Fujino held him down and looked back at Sato Miwako with a smile: "Don't worry, we will shoulder whatever happens together."

"You can't kill me!"

The bomber was completely panicked and kept saying: "That's right... I still have a bomb that I haven't revealed yet. If you kill me, the bomb will explode!"

"hateful!"

Miwako Sato clenched her silver teeth, her tearful eyes filled with hatred.

She held the pistol tightly with both hands, her index finger on the trigger, and pointed the muzzle at the bomber's head.

There is only one last step left before the bullet can penetrate the head of the real perpetrator of the bombing.

Send him to see Tai Nai.

"wait……"

The bomber stared at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He desperately wanted to speak, but was too scared to say a word.

"boom!"

"ah!!!"

In an alleyway in Tokyo in the afternoon, a gunshot echoed around.

The bullet came out of the barrel, but it didn't hit the forehead that was close at hand, but hit the concrete floor nearby.

But the bomber, who thought he had been hit, let out a scream, rolled his eyes and fainted.

At the same time, a warm current flowed out from his crotch, making his crotch wet.

Obviously, he was scared to death.

"call……"

Sato Miwako gasped for air, knelt on the ground in a daze, covered her face and started crying.

"We are so close, are you really going to let this guy go like this?"

Fujino first glanced at the bomber who was pressed under him, and after confirming that he had really fainted, he turned around and slowly walked towards Sato Miwako, squatted down and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter even if you kill him, I'm here If you prove it on site, you can only make a few reports..."

"Asshole, you have to think about yourself. It's because you're here that I can't kill him!"

Before he could finish speaking, Sato Miwako hit him on the chest and sobbed softly: "How could I drag you in and become an accomplice of a murderer just because of this guy... It's so unworthy... "

"It's really not worth it."

Fujino nodded in agreement, and then asked Miwako Sato: "Is it worth it for you to become a murderer because of him?"

"I……"

"Are you hesitant?"

Fujino chuckled: "Actually, you have already made a choice just now. If it is not worth it for me to become an accomplice of a murderer because of such a guy, then by the same token, it is really not worth losing a police officer like you because of such a guy. ”

"Although I don't know what Matsuda will say, but since you don't want me to become an accomplice because of this kind of guy, then there is a high probability that he will not let you kill this kind of guy and become a murderer, doing such a self-destructive thing Things..."

As he spoke, Fujino took out a handkerchief from his pocket and stretched out his hand to wipe her eyes: "As you just said, you should also think about yourself and stop dwelling on the past."

"Fujino..."

Sato Miwako shook her head slightly and hit her head on Fujino's shoulder. Her eyes, which had already turned red, could not stop her tears from flowing down.

Fujino felt the iron head leaning on his shoulder and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The trick of "mouth evasion" makes people cry.

It would be unkind to push him away.

I have to do laundry again when I get home...

So why do girls like to lean on him when they cry?

…………

Cries echoed through the empty alleys.

As the afternoon breeze gradually drifts away, drifting away with it, there is also the past that has been entangled and bound for many years and cannot be walked out of.

"Hello!"

Megure Thirteen was the first to chase after him at this time. He spotted Fujino and asked, "Why was there gunfire just now?"

"Brother Memu!"

Fujino stepped forward and greeted: "The suspect has been arrested!"

Mumu Shisan looked around and immediately spotted the bomber lying on the ground.

At the same time, blood stains were also found around it.

Stunned for a moment, he glanced at the direction where the blood was dripping, quickly grabbed Fujino's still bleeding right hand, and asked anxiously: "Brother Fujino, are you injured somewhere?!"

"No, just my hand was cut."

Fujino laughed sarcastically: "I didn't expect this guy to bring a dagger. Fortunately, Sato shot and scared the guy unconscious."

"So this is ah!"

Mumu Thirteen breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your hands, it's okay, right?"

Sato Miwako had already recovered her nerves at this time.

She first wiped her tears in the corner of the alley, trying to avoid being noticed by others.

Then he came over, looked at Fujino's hand, and said a little guiltily: "Do you need to go to the hospital...I think the injury is very deep."

"It's nothing, just wrap it with gauze."

Fujino chuckled: "It'll be fine in a few days."

"That's good."

Miwako Sato couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately patted his shoulder: "If it really hurts my nerves, I will definitely take responsibility!"

"Really……"

Fujino's face looked strange for a moment, and he always felt that there was something wrong with what he said.

"Of course!"

Sato Miwako nodded seriously.

It was Fujino who cut her palm just now to give her the opportunity to shoot.

If this injury causes the other party's right hand to be restricted...

She must be responsible to the end!

Yes, she will be responsible for the rest of her life!

She definitely just wants to be responsible, and she definitely has no intention of supporting him! (True)

"But, is this guy really scared?"

Megure Jusan came to the side of the bomber at this time, pinched his nose, looked at him in confusion, and couldn't help asking: "Sato, you didn't hit him too hard and killed him, then shot him, and then asked Brother Fujino to give false testimony?"

"No way!"

Sato Miwako complained for a while.

She just wanted to shoot the other party.

Where did he start?

"Then he is too timid, right?"

Megure Jusan couldn't help but click his tongue.

He fainted just because of the gunshot and even peed his pants. Is he really a bomber?

"He is indeed a waste."

Fujiano nodded in agreement, his eyes full of disgust.

If it was the kind of Beika people who dared to face the gun and kill or cut casually, he might have a little respect.

But this kind of waste...

Fujiano also felt a little bit of shame for Matsuda and Ogiwara.

It is precisely because of this that he would never let go of such waste.

Just because Sato Miwako didn't kill him doesn't mean he won't kill...

"Plop!"

A white figure suddenly jumped down from the surrounding rooftop with a grappling hook gun and landed steadily in front of everyone.

It was no one else, but Xiao Hei, who was ambushed by Fujino early in the vicinity wearing an assassin's robe and disguised as Beika Batman.

However, before everyone could recover, Xiao Hei had already rushed behind him.

Xiao Hei first grabbed the bomber, and then pressed the trigger of the grappling hook gun in his hand.

Then, Xiao Hei quickly flew to the original rooftop with a person in his arms.

The set of actions was smooth and even took less than five seconds.

Megure Jusan recovered and looked back at the two people. He couldn't help but hesitate for a moment: "Just now, that was Beika Batman, right?"

"It seems...right?"

"Well, it looks like this."

Fujino came to the side of Sato Miwako: "He seems to be helping you deal with that guy."

She hesitated for a moment: "But..."

"Isn't this good?"

Fujino patted her shoulder: "We are just police officers, not executioners. Professional matters should be left to professionals."